Rainmaker
I’m the rainmaker
the muckraker
trying to bring a message
to the masses
and it’s out of my hands
as I receive the command from my neurological land
to the fingers that span this writing implement
and I’m gonna make implications
just for interpretation
weapons of mass destruction
sure whatever
what is this Armageddon
with no penance
I pen this
I wont leave my descendants living in a world
of hopeless doubt
I’ll write these lines
and spit these rhymes
until I don’t have anything left to say
freedom of speech
freedom to teach
freedom to preach
of the breach of justice
morally armed to do bodily harm
because he had made it a priority to deceive the majority
how can we expect a system made for the elect
to possibly judge correct
or serve and protect
what a prospect
in the face of neglect
a concept is born .
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